Vertices Are the Ecstasies of Triangles

Momentary Horror

2008-08-07T15:16:22Z

I just saw a headline in the NYT - "From Green Bay To Broadway: Favre is a Jet."

There were a few moments of abject horror before I remembered that the NY Football Team is also called the Jets, and that this did not mean that Brett Favre would be in the upcoming bilingual revival of "West Side Story."

electrichobbit @ 2008-08-05T14:30:00

2008-08-05T21:30:23Z

This might be why we're not applied mathematicians...

Ki: everyone loves the Cauchy Integral formula
me: Everyone?
Ki: yes
EVERY one
me: Even Nancy Reagan?
Ki: Yes
Even Bush
me: I don't know...Nancy Reagan hates Drugs
how is the Cauchy Integral Formula any different?
Ki: Well, you can't get arrested for possessing Cauchy Integral formulas
me: well, not in NY
You still can in 37 states
Ki: Get out of here
me: no, really
apparently you can use it to make meth
so they say - I've never tried
for reals, dude, I read about it on the internet
Ki: That should be the final exam
me: It would certainly get them more interested in Complex Analysis
It's a great answer to the "What is this stuff good for" question
I think I'm going to start telling kids that about the Fundamental Theorem of Calculus

Long Weekend

2008-08-04T16:58:41Z

It wasn't actually, but it sure felt like it. I got to spend the entire weekend with Jorge, and I got to see some lovely people. I even got to see some of those lovely people get married, which was even more lovely.

Let's see...Friday I got my new glasses, which seem to have been a good choice. I'm all set to do sexy librarian now - maybe that will be my halloween costume. Friday night was some bellydancing thing at the bar, which I went to see my peeps who were in town - princesskiti22 and suyana both made appearances, and that was good enough for me. The lovely timenchanter as always was happy to give me rides there and back, but closing down the bar is a lot for me...I ended up taking a nap on one of the couches by the end of the night.

Saturday was entropyca and deekers's wedding, which was really great. It was at a Lutheran church up in the city (St. Mark's, I think?) which was absolutely gorgeous. It was the first gay church wedding I've been to, which was also something. The boys looked stunning in their husband-garb, and everything was pretty perfect. All in all, a beautiful service, and a nice time catching up with everyone.

After that, jorgitoelcubano and I wanted to hang out in the city for a while. spawrhawk and suyana had ridden up with us, so we all set off for drinks and dinner - Martuni's for the first (I'd never been, and I was very impressed - I am all about $6 martinis) and Fresca for the latter. We were joined in this expedition by trivialt and Andrew (who are, incidentally, adorable together). Anticipating the lovely desserts and large portions, I had ceviche & an appetizer for dinner, which was a good decision. I still felt stuffed afterwards. Stuffed and exhausted - I fell asleep before we left SF and woke up in Cupertino when we dropped the kids off. We were headed home when I, bright boy that I am, mentioned that we could stop by the bar to see timenchanter...well, of course Jorge was up for that. Saturday is Latin night, and he knows he can always wrangle a salsa song out of them. We had 1 drink, 1 dance, and then we headed home to blessed sleep.

Sunday morning we'd debated numerous plans, but the one that won out was heading over to Pescadero for lunch at Duarte's and artichoke foccaccia. It's a lovely drive up through the mountains, with good food at the end. After that we had a nap before dinner, which was the aforementioned artichoke focaccia with avocado. We'd gone to Sigona's to get avocado, and surprisingly enough, found that they had mamey as well - mamey is a Cuban fruit which Jorge has childhood memories of (and of course, I'm fond of Cuban fruit). Finding fresh mamey in the bay area is...well, unheard of. So we picked one up and had that with supper. From there, we headed to a relaxed night at KOC before going home and passing out again.

So all in all a good weekend. This week is busy - tonight I'm hanging out with misswong77 in Mtn. View, Wednesday Jorge and I have a double date with raininroses and amor_ereptor, and then Friday afternoon I head back to STL for the weekend to see the folks. A busy week, but a good one.

Now, work!

Hard Lefschetz Theorem

2008-07-28T18:29:45Z

Did you know that the Hard Lefschetz Theorem, a well known theorem in algebraic geometry, is actually a mistranslation of it's French name. Christened by Groethendieck, the actual name is "Theorème de Lefschetz vache." A better translation to English would be "That Bastard Theorem of Lefschetz."

It's difficult to argue that the French don't deserve their exemplary reputation as mathematicians, if only because they're better at naming theorems than we are.

A Busy Monkey

2008-07-27T18:20:04Z

With the exception of a rather unpleasant cold at the beginning, this has been (and should continue to be) a rather entertaining weekend. Friday night I missed a double bachelor party, home sick with the damn cold. I probably could've managed it, but I would've had to cancel yesterdays events instead (my body was determined to miss something this weekend). Besides, I really didn't want to get the grooms sick the week before their wedding. So I stayed home and watched a movie ("Layer Cake" - a pretty decent British crime picture with Daniel Craig - I'm honestly not much on crime pictures, but I love the cinematography that comes with them).

Yesterday I made my way up to El Cerrito (north of Berkeley) to see Mark Garner. He's been out in the bay area for 5 or 6 years, but we'd lost contact until this summer - I last saw him...4 years ago? Anyway, I got to hang out with him and meet his lovely wife. It was good times. He's doing well, and we got caught up on all the people from back at OU.

Today I'm headed up to SF to go to the Dore Alley street fair with snafflekid - the official story is that we're going to get cheap hepatitis shots, but snafflekid said something about shopping for a sling. It's supposed to be delightfully outrageous, so I'm looking forward to it. Tonight I get to see my Jorge, so that will also be good.

Next weekend is entropyca and deekers wedding (featuring visits from suyana and princesskiti22), and the weekend after I'm headed back to STL to see my folks and The Mad Baby II. Summers can be a bit hectic...

Housing Secured!

2008-07-24T19:40:17Z

I'll be sharing an apartment with 7 other graduate students (hey, it's less than the 11 we had in Casa Fuerte) at 113th St. & Broadway. That puts me 5 blocks from the department, and 3 blocks from the subway.

The room is furnished, rent is about $800 a month, and to top it all off, I have my own bathroom. Pretty sweet, if I do say so myself.

And yes, for those of you who live in NY, I apologize for my good fortune.

Economics Simplified!

2008-07-24T00:52:54Z

From the BBC, a charming little video of our president, explaining the current economic situation: Apparently, Wall Street got drunk.

Apparently the speech-writing sector has also been hit pretty hard.

From Google Books

2008-07-21T17:41:29Z

WARNING: This will only be funny if you have completed a course in Abstract Algebra. Otherwise, go about your business and DO NOT BE ALARMED.

I was doing a google book search, and came across this description:

Commutative Rings: Dimension, Multiplicity and Homological Methods
By Stanislaw Balcerzyk, Tadeusz Jozefiak, David Kirby

Tells the stories of people who faced difficult choices involving marriage, education, work and debt

Ummm...no. But it would be an awesome title for a book that did. Also an excellent title for a book on polyamory. A really excellent title. Feel free to make a cup product joke here.

PS - Why am I looking at books on commutative rings? I'm trying to figure out how to decompose a semisimple algebra (hell, a quotient of a power series ring) into a direct sum. Does anyone out in LJ land have an idea or a reference? Algebra is very much not my specialty.

Back

2008-07-20T22:03:40Z

Back from camping...
tired...
dirty...
happy :-)

We had a great time. But what I need now is a great shower. Ciao, kids!

Housing & Camping

2008-07-15T17:08:18Z

I have an offer of housing from Columbia - which takes a load off of my mind. I'm still not sure quite what I'll have (probably a bedroom in a shared apartment - that's the most common option for single grad students), but I'll have something. And I won't have to find it when I get back to NY.

I may, however, have to fly out to sign the lease - moving in on the first day of classes or the Saturday before classes may not work. But that's a bridge I'll cross when I come to it. For now, I don't have to worry about getting anything - and that's a load off my mind.

Math is going well - I think I may have what Dr. Lakshmivarahan called an "a-ha" yesterday. It could've been a false "a-ha," but I hope not. We'll see. I'm still not really awake enough to have decided yet this morning.

And tomorrow, I leave for camping. Yay camping! I'll be out of all contact - no email, no cell phone - from Wednesday afternoon to Sunday afternoon. 5 days of relaxing, reading, playing games, cooking, hanging out with my man - all in a beautiful little corner of the Sierra Nevada. Actual vacation - it sounds divine, doesn't it?

AT&T has filled me with hate.

2008-07-08T23:11:21Z

I already expended all my energy verbally abusing the warranty department, so I really don't feel like explaining it. Suffice it to say my phone only works intermittently, it has only worked intermittently for 6 months, and AT&T refuses to replace it (or rather, they'll replace it, if I pay them more than I paid for the goddam thing in the first place. Thanks, I appreciate that).

Anyway, I spent almost 3 hours - between waiting at the store to not be helped, not being helped at the store, waiting to not be helped on the phone, and not being helped on the phone, and then the verbal abuse bit. I'm exhausted and angry and tired of their bullshit.

So for now, if you call my phone and it goes straight to voicemail, assume that it's intermittently not working, and I'll get back to you when I can. And don't expect AT&T to ever honor a warranty (the sonofabitch in the warranty department suggested I buy the insurance next time. I was being so civil that I didn't tell him to go fuck himself!).

Oh, and my office isn't air-conditioned, so it's hot as hell there. And at home. At least mathematics is a nomadic pursuit.

electrichobbit @ 2008-07-01T16:54:00

2008-07-01T23:54:23Z

Well, I was going to let some of the other kids who've been on ObamaWatch™ post this, but it seems to have been missed/gone unposted. Senator Obama stated today that he would expand Bush's Faith-Based initiatives.

It's nice that he's finally stating some controversial positions, even if I don't wholly agree with them. I've always been dubious about the federal funding of faith-based organizations - it seems to me there are plenty of non-faith based organizations that could use that funding without anyone needing to worry about whether church and state are being properly separated. It's not that faith-based groups don't do good work - but if you're not proselytizing, why not have a separate non-faith based group to do the work? Organizations like the United Way and Habitat for Humanity - sure, lots of religious people work in the organizations, but they're not faith-based.

But, as I said, this is somewhere where Obama and I disagree - I just thought all y'all might want to know that you might just disagree with him too. (But don't take this as a reason not to vote for him - John McCain wants to kill our puppies - seriously, I read it on the interwebs!)

EDIT: No, really. Don't vote for McCain - he's officially endorsed the Anti-Family amendment in California (organizations that fight against gay marriage have been billing themselves as "pro-family" - I've decided I'm gonna take that shit back).

I provide the strangest tech support...

2008-06-26T21:39:24Z

I just got a phone call from the guys I worked with at NASA last summer, asking me what the password was for a machine that I used last summer (mind you, I documented this for them, but apparently they shipped that notebook to the Arctic). Anyway, disturbingly enough, I remembered the password.

I can't remember people's names 5 minutes after I meet them, I have trouble with my own phone number sometimes - and yet I can remember a password from a system I haven't logged into for 10 months. This is what's wrong with my brain.

In other news, I'm very close to working out the problem that I've been struggling with the past few days. Which is good - given the softball game tonight, and princesskiti22's last night in the bay area (for a while, at least), I'm not planning on being very productive tomorrow.

Acceptance

2008-06-23T18:29:38Z

All the formalities are complete, and I'm officially enrolled at Columbia University for Fall '08.

Did John McCain Just Call His Wife a...

2008-06-17T20:43:54Z

Crossposted from spondee:

Ok, I never, ever, ever (no seriously, I never have) post YouTube videos, because I so rarely click on them myself. But this is brilliant (and politically important):

It's SFW, if you have headphones or a permissive environment. Or don't work within a 50m radius of any women or anyone who considers women to be human beings. Suffice it to say, John McCain apparently isn't very nice to his wife all the time.

EDIT: Oh, and in case you're curious about the circumstances, here's a piece on said statement from the Huffington Post.

3 Years

2008-06-16T16:35:14Z

Bon Anniversaire, mon petit ananas! Je t'aime!

Week, Weeked, Weekend

2008-06-10T00:05:36Z

So the weekend was delightful. Friday night I had delicious thai food with timenchanter, followed by a quite passable community theatre production of "Gross Indecency: The 3 Trials of Oscar Wilde." One of those meta-plays about ol' Oscar that gets dragged out for pride month - bizarrely enough, by the same director who did the last one I saw (NCTSF's production of "A Man of No Importance" a few years ago). I guess he's a Wilde fetishist - I can certainly think of worse things to be.

Then Saturday was down to raininroses and amor_ereptor's for bbq fun. There was much movie-watching, eating, hot-tubbing, displaying my (clothed) genitals to princesskiti22. It was pretty low-key, all things considered, and I had a lovely time. I'd planned on staying over, but almost everybody headed home, so I caught a ride with the kor27 back up to Redwood City.

Sunday was Jorge time, and we spent it well. He took me to see the new Indiana Jones movie, which was definitely good. We agreed that Harrison Ford was still eminently doable, and that they did an excellent job keeping to the spirit of the original films. After that we had a few drinks in Mountain View, and dinner at our favourite Mongolian place (newly remodeled, but still awesome mongolian bbq. As best we can tell, they remodeled without moving the chef). From there, it was off to the bar for goodtimes with happygoodfriends. There was much of that, too, as it was a Very supersniffles Birthday (who I didn't have friended on LJ, for some reason - I just realized when I went to my userinfo page to check and see if her LJ name had weird punctuation. Anyway, fixed now).

Today has been largely useless - I've read about 15 pages about hofer-type seminorms, when I should've torn through this entire paper. I blame Jorge for feeding me too much at lunch and inducing nappiness. I've been nappy all afternoon. I did manage to break out of the nappiness long enough to do yoga, though if it stays this hot, I might have to start doing it inside.

Congratulations...

2008-06-08T09:44:10Z

...to socratic_me and leitha_phoenix on your wedding! I hope the ceremony was lovely. Jorge also sends his congratulations and regrets not being able to attend and steal the bride away for salsa-dancing during the reception.

Yoga Self-Practice

2008-06-05T21:06:22Z

So I've done self-practice for the past 2 days in a row. This is a good thing, since i can't really afford many classes this summer (maybe a few - there's a yoga studio right down the street. And I don't even live in a great neighborhood. Ask me again why I love California).

Anyway, it helps that I've got the perfect spot - the deck behind the house is sun-warmed in the afternoon, but very private. And when I'm in shoulderstand, my legs line up with the huge redwood tree in our backyard. I'm going to have a helluva time going back to doing yoga inside when I get back to NY. Sigh - another reason CA rocks, I suppose :-)

Anyway, I need to finish the paper I'm reading before I reward myself with more practice, and Jorge's picking me up after work (we'll be at the bar this evening, for those of you in the area). So I should get back to it.

Arrived and Installed

2008-06-02T16:56:14Z

Well, I'm in CA now, safe and sound, and ensconsed in my summer lodging. It looks like it's going to be a really nice place. It's terribly close to where Jorge works (so we can have lunch together, if I happen to be at home), there's a nice little grocery store just down the street, and the neighborhood is very quiet. Presumably, I'm going to be doing most of my work at Stanford, but that's not set up yet (I should hear from them soon). For today, I'm just taking it somewhat easy and recovering from the trip. I slept for about 9 hours last night (which is why I didn't make it to the bar - sorry all! I'll see you on Wednesday).

So in short, I'm in CA, call me if you want to do something, but it needs to be low budget. I'm on a fixed income for the summer, so I can't party like a rockstar. But if you enjoy long walks on the beach, window shopping, or classy witticisms, I'm your man.

What can you live without?

2008-05-30T01:18:58Z

Packing for the summer (CA in just 2 more days) is always a question of what do you really need - I take what I can get on the plane (50 lbs in my garment bag, 75 lbs in my duffel bag, backpack and laptop case for carry-ons) and ship one box of kitchen stuff. It's not much for 3 months, especially when you consider how much of that weight is textbooks.

Anyway, I just picked up my lime-squeezer, and after a few moments of reflection, tossed it into the box. Yes, I could squeeze limes the old-fashioned way, but for some reason, my life routinely seems to end up involving the squeezing of 50 limes in an evening. I suppose these are the vagaries of dating a Cuban. For some reason, mojitos for 30 always seems like a good idea until you've got the bag of 50 limes sitting on the counter.

I'm also taking my rolling pin. Consider this a promise of 1) pie and 2) my internationally renowned Chicken 'n' Dumplings. If you happen to live in/visit California, that is.

Hot Shit!

2008-05-29T01:41:07Z

New York Governor David Paterson has directed all state agencies to recognize same-sex unions held in other jurisdictions.

Normally, I consider myself above this whole NY/CA rivalry, but I'm perfectly willing to deal with it tonight. If he thinks CA has one-upped us, so be it!

Montréal

2008-05-26T18:53:45Z

So let's see - when last I posted it was early in the week, and I'd had little time to do much of anything but math in Montréal. Since then, I've had the opportunity to do a great deal more.

The conference was really awesome - I'd say that I got to see 75% of the brightest people in the field talk about their research. Highlights, for me at least, were several talks about using mirror symmetry to obtain results about toric manifolds (I need to learn more about the mirror symmetry, methinks) and a few good talks about detecting Lagrangian tori. There was also a really good talk on symplectic embedding - I must admit to being surprised at enjoying that, since it's not usually my thing. But a great, great, loooooooong conference. Somebody pointed out on the last day that we'd gone to 24 hours of talks - an entire day of math. And given that mathematicians rarely finish on time (someone did finish their talk early, though - I've never seen that before. It was really weird), it was likely more than that.

The banquet on Thursday was really spectacular; we went to a place called Chez Queux in Vieux Montréal. Great food, but also spectacular ambiènce - we easily could've been in Paris. It's the kind of place that I'll take Jorge when we go to Montréal in the future. And the conversation, as always at Math banquets, was great - everything from raising children trilingually to geodesic flows on P-manifolds and the Maximum-Modulus theorem.

Anyway, on Friday, rabbitwarren got in about 6:15 and the fun really began. After dropping her stuff off at the hotel and meeting up with a friend I'd made at the conference (Mark Hughes - he's attending SB in the fall - I'd actually met him as a prospective student when he visited), we headed down to the Rue St. Denis in the Quartier Latin to get some dinner. We ended up having Vietnamese - another point in Montréal's favour is that it has great Vietnamese food - an advantage, I suppose of them both being French colonies. Mark went back to the hotel, because his flight was early the next day, and Rabbit and I set off. We ended up wandering through the Plateau, which is kind of a funky/yuppie neighborhood - not dissimilar from the straight bits of the west village. Eventually, we got thirsty and headed down to Le Village to get a drink. Now you could easily argue that Montréal is NYC, made smaller and translated into French. The Village, then, appropriately, is the gay ghetto - and it's gigantic. It's easily twice as large as the Castro - less shops, more big clubs. We had a drink or so, sat and chatted, and managed to miss the last metro back to the hotel. We ended up walking back to the hotel at 1:00 AM - thankfully, most of it was through Outremont, which is the ritzy francophone neighbourhood (neighborhoods in Montréal are split into francophone and anglophone - traditionally the english have the money, though that's become less true. Still, the nicest university in the city is English - imagine if Columbia and NYU instructed in English while the public schools all spoke Spanish - it's incredible how complicated bilinguality is there). We got back to the hotel 2ish, and since we were slumber-partying, I suppose we probably went to sleep by 3:30 or 4.

In the process, though, Rabbit was betrayed by her once loyal boots. By Saturday morning, she felt like she was walking on broken glass - apparently, more in a Little Mermaid sense than an Annie Lennox sense, but no less unpleasant. I offered to sell my hair to have her restored to her magical sea kingdom, but you know (well, you may know) how stubborn she is. Anyway, we soldiered on, hitting a Quebecois BBQ joint for lunch (Laurier BBQ in Outremont) which was delicious, and then heading to the Jardin Botanique. For being well to the north of anywhere sane for plants to live, Montréal has an outstanding botanical garden. The Chinese garden was tremendous, and the rhododendron (I know - Rhododendrons? In Canada? I shit you not) garden similarly spectacular. From there, we headed back to the Village for a drink and some sitting. We found a little bar off the main drag that was quiet enough to talk in and enjoyed a few cocktails. Unfortunately, the rest was not quite as enjoyable. After we'd been there for a bit, it became clear that a lesbian choir was about to perform. Now, I have nothing against lesbian choir, but this one needed to practice a bit. If we'd sat by the door (as Rabbit wanted to) we could have escaped, but as it was, there was an entire herd (gaggle? flock? murder?) of lesbians between us and the door. So we were basically trapped until the last painful moments of the world's most unpleasant choral rendering of "I Will Survive." Then we escaped to obtain supper. We found a really nice little Japanese place - though almost completely overrun by drunken straight anglophones. Apparently the reason that the Village is so large is because the clubs serve a much wider population - basically you end up with open places, and men-only places - it's an interesting kind of setup. Anyway, the food was good. From there, we headed back home (so as NOT to miss the last metro - if you're a real night owl headed to Montréal, either stay close to downtown, or study the bus system).

On Sunday, all of the museums in Montréal were free, so we spent the morning at the Museé de Arte Contemperain, which was showing the Quebec Triennial at the time. As usual with contemporary art, there were some really cool pieces and some real shit. The exhibition mascot was this creepy life-size puppet of twins joined at the head. They popped up on photographs throughout the gallery doing various sinister and entirely innocuous things throughout the city - and we're pretty sure there was another exhibit where you saw the entrance to the exhibit through CCTV cameras in their eyes. Creepy.

Anyway, from there we walked to the Museé de Beaux Artes, which was absolutely packed and we decided to skip. Instead we walked through the Parc du Mont Royal to go see the weekly gathering of hippies that they call "Tam Tam." Apparently someone started a drum circle in the 70s, and it hasn't really stopped since (Cartman's suppositions, however, aren't true, though, because it still doesn't seem to have blossomed into a full-blown hippie music festival). Anyway, basically, a lot of people get together on the lawn in the park to do hippie stuff - smoke pot, juggle, smoke pot, hit each other with padded swords (no, I didn't think hippies did this either, apparently it's a canadian thing), smoke pot, perform circus tricks, play with their dogs, that kind of stuff. It was interesting, from an anthropological and contact high point of view, at least. Afterwards, we both decided we were starving, so we went to get ourselves some fast-food Thai - man was that good. Holy shit - I have all the stuff to make curry when I get home. I'd been thinking about what I was going to have for supper tonight, and I think I've just worked it out. Apologies for interrupting the narrative flow.

After that, I took that harlot to the bus station to send her back to Ottawa. I wanted to get a book for the trip home, so I walked over to the one English language bookstore in the city, which was closing early and left me bookless. I suppose that's a sign that I should work on math on the way home, but I think writing this entry is also an appropriate use of my time. It's hard to work on the bus - but I will do some, I swear. Anyway, I decided to have one last drink (well, two last drinks) in the Village, and then headed back to my room. I packed everything up so that I could get to the bus station this morning, which I most certainly did. That basically brings us up to now.

This week is scheduled madness - packing up both my office and my room, shipping my kitchen stuff, meeting with my advisor, and presumably some kind of big last going-away bash, which is as yet unplanned. I also need to get to the city to see markobellydance and celticnoor while they're visiting, and to say farewell to my city peeps, and to hopefully see the ©Murikami exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum of Art. I don't see how there's time, but I guess there must be, right?

And then to CA - I fly out on Saturday evening. That's what makes it all worthwhile. Don't get me wrong, I loved Montréal, I adore NYC, but I left my heart in the southern suburbs of San Francisco. And it'll be nice to see him again.

Je Suis Un Anana

2008-05-20T18:44:12Z

Well, I'm arrived in Montreal and enjoying much my conference. We're a day and a half in, and so far it's been spectacular - lots of great math. Montreal is pretty impressive too - I haven't had too much of a chance to see things - I went wandering about yesterday after the conference was over, and I might do the same tonight. I have the weekend to see the city, so that'll be when I really get to tourist.

French has been a bit difficult - almost everyone speaks English, but if I get someone that doesn't, I'm pretty much useless. I know just enough to get by, though, so I'll survive. Right now, I need to go find a beverage machine before the talks start back up for the afternoon. Adieu, mes ananas!

Ready to Hit the Road

2008-05-18T02:51:07Z

Tomorrow I catch the train to the city, and from there, a bus to Montreal. I'll be in our frosty neighbor to the north for the next week, so posting/email responding/phone will be sparse - not so much because I'll be cut off, but because I'm going to be hella busy. I've been to weekend long conferences before, but never a whole week. I'm guessing this thing is going to be pretty intense. I've been beplagued for the past day or so, but I think it's mostly past. I'll pack the theraflu and we'll take it from there.

Anyway, I'll be practicing my french and hearing some of the best in my field, so it should be good times all around. And I get to hang out with rabbitwarren the second weekend, so expect puppetry. I don't know for sure that it'll happen, but it certainly wouldn't surprise me.

Bonne nuit, mes amis!